Conversation November 29, 2014 12:00:40 PM – 12:04:12 PM

You say something about the sun. Then the day slowly closed in on our eyes. When I do not see you, I do not see you. This is what my dreams looked like at the time. We thought of giraffes, cheetahs and long since extinct species living in the oceans. Around hesitant stars we came up with names for things. The sand fretted my thoughts, made them round and soft until they disappeared. Your eyes and the sound of rain from the busy roof. In the sunlight we quiver like something resembling precious stone resembling a sparkle from the depths of the Earth.